Chapter 903: Annoying People? That's My Specialty

Chapter 903: Chapter 901: Annoying People? That’s My Specialty

Watching Candy’s daily life at school, Mo Jingchun also feels it’s quite interesting.

Why didn’t I know how to cherish those happy times during elementary school?

The bell rings for class, and Zero sits alone at a small desk in the last row.

Compared to the whole class, Zero looks really small.

Yet, from Zero’s vantage point, he can see the entire class clearly.

Listening to Candy’s Chinese teacher’s lesson, Mo Jingchun finds it quite amusing.

Mo Jingchun wonders why their schools back then didn’t have young teachers?

As for female teachers, there wasn’t a single one.

Just as Mo Jingchun feels a bit sleepy, Zero suddenly reminds him:

“Boss, don’t fall asleep, there’s only three minutes left until Wentian’s second test flight.”

“Huh? Oh.” Mo Jingchun rubs his eyes and murmurs to himself:

“Half an hour went by so fast.”

Stretching lazily, Mo Jingchun says:

“Alright, turn off Candy’s video.”

With the voice from the space agency syncing over, a tense atmosphere instantly fills the room.

Feeling this tension, Mo Jingchun involuntarily taps his chair, eyes fixed on the Wentian spacecraft preparing for takeoff.

“One minute countdown, all personnel must evacuate immediately.”

Watching the countdown, Mo Jingchun silently counts down in his heart.

Actually, regarding the space shuttle, it can take off anytime, with no requirements for latitude or time.

In other words, the countdown doesn’t really matter.

It’s just become a habit, and no one found it strange at the time.

“5…4…3…2…1…ignite the main engine.”

The familiar scene appears once again, and Mo Jingchun doesn’t feel much emotionally.

Predictably, Wentian successfully takes off from the airport runway once more.

If there’s any difference from the last time, it’s that not many people are watching.

There are no pesky new media reporters.

This test flight plan wasn’t disclosed to the public.

Until now, perhaps only a few major countries noticed Wentian’s recent takeoff.

Mo Jingchun even doubts if it’s been discovered.

After all, other countries’ satellites suffered setbacks a few days ago; would they dare to push their satellites to fly over the airport now?

But these are problems Mo Jingchun doesn’t need to worry about.

When the Wentian spacecraft reaches its designated orbit, Mo Jingchun smiles slightly.

Good, returning shouldn’t be a big problem.

Sure enough, an hour later, Wentian safely returns to land.

Just about to doze off, Mo Jingchun yawns and says:

“Alright, disconnect the line.”

“It’s getting late, I’ll take a stroll to the office building and have dinner with my wife.”

On the other side, the space agency’s command hall is full of laughter.

The director suddenly thinks of Mo Jingchun, just preparing to call him on screen to say a few words, but then realizes Mo Jingchun’s connection has been disconnected.

“Wang, when did the video connection disconnect?”

“Just now.”

“That guy.”

“Director, what did you say? Everyone’s too happy, I didn’t hear clearly.”

“Nothing.”

“Oh oh.”

Watching the director’s back, Wang awkwardly scratches his ear that had been ringing.

He whispers to himself, “Why is the director so loud? He even looks unhappy.”

The December weather cools down abruptly; sometimes there’s a touch of summer.

The daily temperatures always catch people off guard.

Wearing a trench coat, Candy sits inside the freshly produced spacecraft cockpit, trying to pull the immovable control stick.

Facing the dense array of switches and buttons, Candy doesn’t dare touch a single one.

After pondering a while, Candy tilts her head toward her brother in the other pilot seat and says:

“Bro, what if we press the wrong switch during the flight?”

At this, Mo Jingchun tilts his head at Candy and chuckles:

“Relax, under normal circumstances, accidental improper operation will prompt the computer to remind you for a second confirmation.”

“Of course, if you press this red button, all alerts will disappear, and the computer will instantly execute any astronaut operations without second confirmation.”

Candy glances at the fist-sized red button between the two pilot seats, which is covered by a transparent plastic guard.

“Just look, don’t touch that thing.”

“I know, I’m not stupid.” Candy rolls her eyes.

She’s no longer a child; she knows the importance of things.

Her brother bringing her into the spacecraft cockpit today already shows she’s respected.

“Bro, is this space shuttle still called Wentian or Wentian II?”

“No, no, no!”

Mo Jingchun grins mysteriously and says: “Following our company’s tradition, this spacecraft is called Candy.”

In an instant, Candy’s face flushes with embarrassment.

“Bro, stop teasing me.”

“Not teasing, it’s really called Candy. The name is confirmed, and soon you’ll see the words ‘Candy’ sprayed on the side wing.”

Candy sighs helplessly and says: “Bro, can we discuss this? The next product shouldn’t be named after my nickname; it’s too awkward.”

“Is it? I think it’s fine. Plus, everyone is already accustomed. If we change the name, some customers might not like it.”

At this point, Zero speaks up to remind: “Boss, engineers are coming on board to conduct comprehensive checks on the spacecraft. We should leave.”

“Candy, let’s go; I’ll bring you here again next time.”

Mo Jingchun descends the spacecraft with Candy, as ten engineers dressed in dust-proof suits immediately board the spacecraft with their tools.

In the mountain, Mo Jingchun gazes at the Candy, smiling:

“You guys say, if the outsiders know we produced the second spacecraft in two months, what would they think?”

Beside him, Zero smirks and is the first to speak:

“Who will be happy, I don’t know, but someone will surely be furious.”

“Especially those whose orders are increasingly pushed back.”

“Makes sense.” Mo Jingchun can’t help but his lips curl upwards.

At this moment, Candy feels her brother and Zero’s laughter is wicked.

“When the engineers finish their checks, if the spacecraft’s health report is normal, let’s announce the Candy spacecraft to the public!”

“And let’s make it grand.”

Upon hearing this, Zero grins widely.

“Boss, I like this kind of thing; making people angry is my forte.”

“But to be honest, Boss, aren’t you afraid some people might get too angry and send assassins after you?”

“What’s there to be afraid of? Isn’t there you?”